Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Tang Li stood up, took out his wallet from his briefcase, and wanted to pay Sang Lungzhou for the bun.

But was stopped by Sang Wanzhou: "You don't need to pay, these steamed buns don't cost much. Grandpa helped me a lot, and it's not enough to pay with these steamed buns. When the recording of the variety show is over, I want to come to the door in person Give him thanks."

Tang Li felt that these were two things, and he should also thank him.

After a few rounds.

Tang Li couldn't resist him, so he reluctantly took back his wallet, took out a business card from his briefcase and handed it to him: "In that case, I will treat you to a proper meal when Mr. Sang comes."

"Okay." Sang Wanzhou accepted the business card.

Tang Li just left.

Sang Wanzhou lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Fubao beside him.

The look in her eyes has changed.

It's just amazing.

To be honest, if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't care about the life and death of a tramp at all.

If she doesn't care about it, there will be no such thing as the grandfather saving her and being recognized by her son.

Or maybe, everything in the world is predestined in the dark.

Kindness is always rewarded.

After eating together at noon, they went back to their respective shops.

Sang Wanzhou took Xiao Fubao back to the store and continued making buns for the evening.

According to this situation, they can definitely catch up on the last day.

In the afternoon, a group of people who surprised him also came.

Xiao Fubao was taking a nap on the third floor, while Sang Wanzhou and the photographer brother were making buns on the second floor, when they suddenly heard a knock on the rolling door downstairs.

Sang Wanzhou washed his hands and went downstairs to check.

As soon as the shutter door is opened.

Lu Zhaoxi and Lu Zhiyang were standing at the door, looking at him with cool expressions.

"Why are you here?" Sang Wanzhou frowned, his tone quite indifferent.

Lu Zhaoxi also snorted coldly: "I didn't want to come, my brat had to come to help you, so I had no choice but to bring him here."

After he finished speaking, the surrounding seemed to quiet down instantly.

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Turning his head in two different directions tacitly, he hummed.

[Ah ah ah!The same screen appeared, the same screen appeared!This sense of CP is too much!Ha ha ha ha!Two dead tsundere! 】

[I came from Lu Zhaoxi's live broadcast room!I'm here to prove it!It was Lu Zhaoxi who proposed to come and help them!It wasn't mentioned by the little sheep! 】

[Eh, yes, yes, yes, yes!I can prove it too, I can prove it too!What a duplicity man! 】

The corners of Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched, he turned sideways to let them in, closed the shutter door and led them upstairs.

Seeing the empty second floor, only the cameraman is alone.

Lu Zhiyang couldn't help but asked, "Where's Xiao Fubao?"

Sang Wanzhou cast a glance at him, and said calmly: "She is still taking a nap upstairs and won't wake up until a while."

"Oh."

Lu Zhaoxi and Lu Zhiyang followed Sang Wanzhou to wash their hands, and wanted to help them make buns together.

But holding the bun skin in his hand, he was somewhat at a loss as to what to do.

On the other hand, Sang Wanzhou's movements are so proficient, and he was too embarrassed to ask him to teach him, so he could only stand stupidly and watch his movements to learn.

The action of making the buns is clumsy, and the buns that come out are also extremely ugly.

The corner of Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched, "If you don't know how to make a bag, just tell me, I can teach you how to sell your bag so ugly, and you can eat it yourself later."

Lu Zhaoxi: "..." Eat by yourself.

But in the next second, Sang Wanzhou's words almost made him vomit blood with anger.